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Bilal
Peshawar · 2010
You sat behind me in class, and every morning you passed me a small dried orange fruit from your uncle's orchard in Hunza.
Bilal, I never told you I didn't like them at first.
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Peshawar · 2010
You sat behind me in class, and every morning you passed me a small dried orange fruit from your uncle's orchard in Hunza.
Bilal, I never told you I didn't like them at first.
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